"We're slowing up!" cried Babcock. "Maybe we can jump for it now."
The locomotive was puffing laboriously, and presently the train seemed to do little but crawl along. The boys looked at each other.
"Shall we go?" asked Dave.
"Yes."
"All right, here goes!"
Dave swung himself down and made a jump in safety. Fifty feet further on Paul Babcock did the same. Then the long freight train rolled by, a brakeman on the caboose gazing at them curiously as it passed.
"Well, where are we?" asked Babcock, gazing around with interest.
"On the line of the D. S. & B. railroad," answered Dave, with a grim smile.
"I know that well enough, but where on the line?"
"Some miles from Leeton. The question is, Shall we walk back on the track?"